Great Desolate Mountain.
On a vast, boundless plain, an enormous mountain range towered before everyone's eyes.
The mountain range seemed to have been formed by nature itself, soaring into the clouds and exuding an ancient, weathered aura that inspired fear at a glance.
At the foot of Great Desolate Mountain lay a massive canyon. Deep within the canyon stood a huge black stone stele, carved with countless runes and radiating dense Killing Intent.
From the depths of the canyon came the faint, intermittent roars of Fierce Beasts.
"What place is this?"
"How are the Fierce Beasts here so powerful?"
"That's Great Desolate Mountain!"
"Great Desolate Mountain!"
Hearing the cries from beyond the canyon, Shen Xiu's expression changed slightly. He hurriedly accelerated toward the canyon.
His face was filled with anxiety.
Great Desolate Mountain was Qingmu Sect's forbidden ground. No disciple was permitted to approach it without authorization, or they would face severe punishment.
However, because of Shen Xiu's status and the Great Elder's death, he encountered little obstruction.
He passed through the canyon smoothly and arrived at its end. Before him was a staircase leading down to the canyon floor.
"So this is the bottom of Great Desolate Mountain?"
Shen Xiu frowned deeply, his eyes flashing with sharp light.
But at that moment, an icy voice suddenly came from above the stairs. "Who allowed you to enter?"
Shen Xiu looked up and saw five men and women standing on the staircase. Each of the men was tall and handsome, dressed in luxurious purple robes, looking every bit like wealthy young masters.
"I am Qingmu Sect's chief disciple, Shen Xiu!"
Shen Xiu spoke in a deep voice.
"Chief disciple?"
One of the young men swept Shen Xiu a disdainful glance. "You're not worthy of being chief disciple! Get the hell out